It is amazing that I post pictures of me that bear striking resemblance to Chaotic Graveh yet profess to love you all, and bathe you all in warm liquid night. Bizarre, and strange, events are soon to unfold. I await upon edge of seat: will I fold? Will I...I will leave that afterthought to ye allz. My destiny is in your hands. Will the hand that bites feed upon you? Punch or get out, punch or get out...
Bondage, and fantasy. Whatever gets your cookies. Will you succumb, will you succumb?
"Methinks he's gone daft."
Begone.
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